Face Forward

Subject: Face Forward Thu May 05, 2016 5:20 pm

Tabrith, which had a direct access link to the 'Lost World,' would drain data from the minds of all that were in view from the Origin point. From there on, the System would begin to drain the data of the lives of those beings, in order to observe them and experiment heavily on them in the future. From there on, they would be dissected by the powerful Consciousness of the System itself, until every last fiber of their DNA was translated and replicated via Tabrith's own means of forging clay into man. From there on, the scenario would play out to a point in which Tabrith liked, copying the data exactly, and then he would intervene to veer it off in a different direction. He waited patiently as the first specimens were spread upon the tavern table with their data being realized in flesh. They would become Depthsroot Residents.

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The Great Mind of the Tensei, who has been given the name of 'Tabrith,' is the collective Brain and Consciousness of All Tensei. The Eight Arms of Tabrith that make up the Veritas' Crystal Bridges may Connect to other worlds as well as hold together and maintain the one created by the Tensei.

His Creative Energy can create Any Living Being as Familiars and Constructs such as Golems, Humans, Animals or even Planets. His Spiritual Energy and his Life Energy allows all control of all Earth and Nature.

Subject: Re: Face Forward Sat May 21, 2016 11:39 am

*Sample Example

Quote :: Tuesday nights in the tavern were Tuesday nights anywhere else. The drinks were pourin', the fights were bloody and the concubines were censored to not offend any folks that brought their families in to dine. The crowd size was reasonable, it was about 7PM, so the dinner crowd was slowly giving way to the night owls and regulars who came to drink and woe among their peers. The Censored Debacle was their getaway and one of the many places between the Nightmare and The Chaos were someone could just unwind. It's innards were spacious like a concert hall. The seating arrangements were tiered a good three levels before many staircases led to the 4th floor which housed the living quarters. She was composed of fine woods and glistening varnish, ornamental floral designs throughout, and her inner column were the unique decorative hulls of Ascension Reborn's victims. They were pieces of art in their own right, who's handiwork could be traced to craftsmen across the galaxies. To the left of a column who's base looked like a carved Predator was the Bar.

There was a rather hulking gentleman behind the bar taking orders and pouring beverages not even breaking a sweat, a man who really needed to hire some waiters. But didn't trust a single soul facilitating the ebb and flow of this business. A man who relished in responsibility. If the harmonies of idle chatter between patrons was the melody to this place, then Mac's movements were the percussion- the driving steps that kept her going.

The Intensei that were processed by the Great Mind would begin their simulation from here.

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